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“No. I have boots on. See?” She lifted her skirt up and he swallowed his tongue.
She hadn’t lied about wearing boots, but they were soft black leather and came above her knees. Her teasing continued as she lifted her dress higher and he caught the lacy top of her thigh highs.
“Cat got your tongue?”
“More like lust,” he groaned. “You know how to tease.” He smiled, and quickly moved to
trap her between him and the wall. “And when we get back later, I’m going to make you scream my name...and all you’ll be wearing are the boots and these.” He smoothed his hand between the lacy top and her skin, while his dick nudged against her black panties.
Before he put her back on her feet, he ran his fingers inside the crotch of her panties. Her body pulsed with need and wet his fingers. He pulled them back and met her gaze while he licked them clean. “We need to leave. Now.”
“What?” she asked, dazed.
Logan grinned. “You taste amazing.”
“Dammit, Logan Richards.”
He laughed at the indignation on Emma’s face. “Something wrong?”
“You’re going to leave me wet and aching for you to fill me?”
How he managed to keep his feet firmly planted on the floor was anyone’s guess, but he did. “I am.”
Her eyes narrowed and before he could work out what she planned she lifted her skirt and slipped her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them, and picking them up dangled them from a finger in front of his nose before she shoved them into his trouser pocket.
His dick was about to punch through his trousers to get to her, and all he could think about was pounding into her from behind with her skirt shoved over her waist.
“I’m ready,” Emma called over her shoulder with the door open. “You coming?” She smirked.
Fuck!
He grabbed her wrist and let the door close them back inside the room.
“You need,” he held the panties in front of her face, “to wear these. As turned on as I am with you bare beneath, I can’t go out there and pretend I don’t want to lift your skirt and fuck you into oblivion...please, Emma,” he begged, and dropped his forehead to hers.
Emma nodded her head. “Put them on me.”
Had she lost her mind? They had to leave and getting up close and personal to her pussy was definitely not a good idea.
“Please,” she whispered.
He dropped to his knees and carefully helped her step into the silk panties. He’d thought about teasing her, but knew he was too turned on to tease. His pants were shrinking by the minute with Emma being seductive. So he quickly pulled them up her thighs and tried to keep his eyes averted when he reached her groin. He really did try, but his eyes needed to see, just one peek.
His hands shook on her hips as he finally had the slip of silk in place, but he couldn’t move and tortured himself by putting his lips to her mound.
“Oh God, Logan.” Emma slid her hands through his hair. “I don’t think I should have teased us right now.”
“Mmm.” He inhaled, and wished he hadn’t as her sexiness was pulled into his senses. “You smell delicious.” He kissed her mound again and trailed kisses up to her belly. “Make me stop, Emma...we have to go...Emma…”
Emma tipped his head back and met his hooded eyes. “Later,” she cleared her throat, “I want you between my thighs.”
Logan got to his feet and felt light headed with the aroma of arousal between them. “Yes.” His brain didn’t have the right amount of blood to say anything else because it had all rushed south.
He’d never let anyone tease him like that before. He sure as hell never lived as a monk, but fuck, she had him ready to come while he was still fastened into his pants.
An hour into the dance, and he still had sex on the brain. It wasn’t difficult considering every time he danced with Emma, she’d constantly rub against him or nibble on his lobe, which was a trip wire straight to his cock. She knew how to arouse him, and she knew how to keep him in that state…she was killing him!
Any red-blooded guy would be permanently horny with his little nympho for a girlfriend.
